English poem
Ii
Now 'tis the Springtide, dear, The crocus cups hold flame Brimmed to the pregnant year. Who crimsons as with shame. Now 'tis the Springtide, dear, The crocus cups hold flame.
Versos English Madison Julius Cawein Ii
Versos English Madison Julius Cawein Ii
English poem
Now 'tis the Springtide, dear, The crocus cups hold flame Brimmed to the pregnant year. Who crimsons as with shame. Now 'tis the Springtide, dear, The crocus cups hold flame.